The Waitress Asked Me to Pay Upfront—Unaware That I Own the Restaurant

Unraveling Discrepancies

The deeper I dug, the clearer the pattern became. Irregularities kept surfacing, and all of them led back to one common thread—guests served by Emma. Refunds suspiciously aligned with her tables, payments appeared inconsistent, and the number of voided transactions was unusually high. Gradually, the truth began to take shape—this wasn’t mere carelessness; these discrepancies were deliberate. Leaning back from my desk, a spark of exhilaration ran through me. I knew I had uncovered something significant.

Resisting The Temptation

I considered barging in to confront her then and there, but reason held me back. Timing, I reminded myself, was crucial. A hasty move could alert her and unravel all the effort I had put into this. Instead, I needed to bide my time—observe, prepare, and let events play out naturally, no matter how much the waiting tested my patience. What I wanted most was to catch her in the act, with evidence so clear and irrefutable that there would be no room for denial.